November 26, 2011

“It’s unfortunate that when we feel a storm
we can roll ourselves over ‘cause we’re uncomfortable…


…Love is like a sin my love
For the ones that feels it the most…

…Oh well the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we’re spinning, in his grin…

….She will love you like a fly will never love you, again”
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